(no subject)
i'm losing you
and it's effortless
love never dies a natural death. it dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. it dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, and tarnishing.
i believe in the sun, even when it is not shining,
i believe in love, even when i do not feel it
you could wear me around like your best dress and i, i wouldnt mind
you could ruin me in one long night and then cast me aside
you could turn your mind back to your past and i couldnt change you heart or kiss your scars or find your heart there in the dark
i want to learn you good, i want to read your text, cut you deep
look at me im falling for you
shaking, crying
hating lying to myself
im tired of telling myself its ok